Silence

Silence

Drops of water,

Nothing shatter,

Feeling the matter,

Being a smatter.

Flowers blooming with grass,

Hearing light skirts pass,

No sounds of mass,

Sun and Moon making a cast.

Winter's snow on the ground,

Summer's hot feel all around,

Hearing autumn's leaves sound, 

Spring's flowers peacefully found.

Down the sun goes,

The wind blows,

Down the moon goes,

Stars go low.

Silence in every step,

Seeming like it never left.

Reviews

[Alice Reiht]

Martiya, your poem captures the essence of nature's quiet moments with a serene beauty. The juxtaposition of the seasons is a clever way to showcase the passage of time and the persistent presence of silence amidst change. The delicate sounds you've chosen, from the flow of water to the rustle of leaves and the whispers of the wind, serve to highlight the subtle symphony of the natural world. The repetition of "silence" throughout creates a rhythmic echo that mirrors the poem's theme. It's a gentle reminder that amidst the hustle and bustle of life, there are moments of tranquility waiting to be embraced. The imagery is vivid, and the emotions conveyed through the changing seasons are both universal and intimately personal. Your poetic expression continues to enchant!

[Martiya Daman]

Thanks for the lovely review, Alice! I am glad you find it enchanting and beautiful!